[Comprehensive British and American] Chaoying Pet Shop

It's a pity he didn't last long on the big boobed sweetheart's lap.

Almost as soon as he finished saying that sentence, the tall man shrank into a palm-sized US team ball at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

He recovered the ball state too quickly, and Joe Ward, who was leaning on his lap, even fell to the ground and took a mouthful of snow.

He had no choice but to stand up clutching his waist, picked up Captain America who had fallen asleep in an instant, and put it into the red schoolbag.

The little spider woke up now too.Like a child who has done something wrong, he hugged his knees and curled up in a corner of the schoolbag, not daring to look at Joward.

Spider ball: qxq

Joward: ?

When Joe Ward picked up the steel ball, the phone screen had already shown that the task was completed.And the "Accept Mission" button that couldn't be clicked during the mission was restored to the clickable state at this moment.

But tonight is obviously not suitable for continuing to do tasks.

Joward approached the street corner, carefully walked around the hooligans lying on the ground, and walked towards the clinic at a faster pace.

He went back to the clinic and took out the balls one by one from his schoolbag.He wanted to treat the steel ball first, but the small golden-red iron ball was like an impenetrable mobile fortress. Joward studied it with tweezers for a long time, but he couldn't find a way to dig out Mr. Stark inside. way out.

"Because Iambatman."

A deep male voice rang in his ears, and Joeward realized that there was still a small black ball standing on his shoulder.

The bat ball jumped onto the table, with one hand resting on the airtight small iron ball, and the other finger pointing to Joe Ward's waist.

Joe Ward: "I'm fine. It doesn't hurt after the pain."

Batball didn't speak, still pointing at Joward's waist, making a neat bandaging and knotting movement.

Joe Ward: "Um... so, Mr. Iron Man will leave it to you?"

Batball nodded.

Well, something like cracking high-tech armor is really suitable for batballs.

Joe Ward left some medicine and bandages for the batball, took off his scarf and sunglasses, got up and went to the bathroom.

He carefully took off his coat and sweater, and when he got to the innermost shirt, he twisted his entire face in pain.

Looking in the mirror, there was indeed a conspicuous bruise on his waist. Under the light of the bathroom, it appeared a frightening purple-black color.

But it doesn't look like a broken bone...

He let out a breath of relief.And when Joward didn't pay attention, the doorknob of the bathroom was pressed down tremblingly, and a small spider ball shyly slipped in through the crack of the door.

The little spider saw the doctor's bare back at a glance—and the huge bruise printed on the little doctor's white and tender waist, which was shocking.

Ah, poor little spider, about to be driven to death by his own guilt.

In his opinion, if he hadn't been in such a hurry to save people, Joward would have been able to exchange time, and then easily get rid of those gangsters.

And in his current state, he can't even say sorry to Joward!

While Joe Ward was examining his wound, he heard the soft sound of water behind him.When he looked back, he saw the little spider holding the hot water switch in circles, trying to turn on hot water for him quietly.

Joe Ward smiled: "Spidey, you are too sweet."

When the little spider heard him praise himself, he didn't chatter happily as usual, and crouched with his head hunched next to the hot water switch, looking quite self-contained.

Joward didn't understand why he was unhappy.

He thought that he only gave Captain America a chance to restore his original form tonight, and didn't let the little spider recover his body to enjoy himself. He took off his pants and stepped into the bathtub, and explained to the little spider sincerely: "It's not that I think you are not strong enough. , but you're the youngest of us—I guess you're underage? I always feel like you shouldn't be under so much pressure..."

Little Spider watched him take off his pants in front of him calmly: "Chi Chi Chi?!"

Joward: ?

It’s not that Joe Ward has exhibitionism or something, no matter who is talking to a little guy the size of a guinea pig who is holding your hand all day long, even though he knows intellectually that his body is a teenager, he will subconsciously take it He treats it like a small animal.

Joe Ward not only didn't find anything wrong, but also enthusiastically suggested: "How about I wash it for you by the way?"

Although the little spider felt that something was weird, his youthful nature didn't make him think too much. He took off his spider suit twice, leaving only a mask, and climbed onto Joward's bare shoulders.

After 10 minutes, the US team woke up from a deep sleep, first went to see his steel comrades who were still in a coma, and then heard from Batball that Joe Ward took a bath for a little too long.

Worried about whether Joe Ward passed out in there, Captain America ran to the bathroom door and was about to knock on the door, but found that the bathroom door had been pushed open a crack, and he just went straight in.

He nearly slipped and fell in the stagnant water in the bathroom.

Naked little Peter Parker sat on a little yellow duckling, not knowing where the spider mask had gone, and was having a great time paddling with his short legs.

The little doctor sitting in the bathtub, with an old father-like smile on his face, helped the little yellow duck that was about to capsize from time to time, so that the little spider would not fall into the hot water with a plop.

The little doctor is actually a pretty boy.His skin is creamy and white, and he has wet hair on his head. His naturally curved cat lips are steamed red and bright, and his light blue drooping eyes are innocent and doting - it's easy for people to stare at him The object of love, a little bit of childish jealousy.

Captain America was inexplicably stunned.

But he quickly came back to his senses, patted the bathroom door, said with a smile, "Go to bed when you've had enough fun, boys," and turned to leave.

With an exclamation, the little spider's little yellow duck capsized, and Joe Ward hurried to fish it.

When the two of them cleaned up and came out, Batball and Captain America had already wrapped up Tony and put him in the cat nest at the bottom of the three-story cat climbing frame.

Mention must be made here of the big cat climbing frame Joward found for them.Because the space in the attic is relatively small, a bed and a bookcase alone take up nearly half of the space, so when he received the little spider, Joward decisively abandoned the cat bed and found the largest cat bed in the clinic. On the cat climbing frame, on the three floors and six landing platforms, soft small cat nests are respectively fixed.

The support pole of the cat climbing frame is originally for cats to sharpen their claws, and there are circles of thick hemp ropes wrapped around it, making it easy for the balls to climb up and down.

If you add the small house that comes with the cat climbing frame itself, this unique "upper, middle and lower bunk" can accommodate about 7 balls at the same time.

——Of course he didn't believe that he would really pick up so many balls.

The cat litters in the clinic are not bought in batches, there are all kinds of messy styles. On the first day after the completion of this "three-story villa", the little spider lay down every litter, and then chose the hamburger on the top floor Small cat litter—probably because I feel that I am lying in it, and it will look very appetizing?

The American team is very Buddhist, and they don't recognize the bed. They chose an ordinary gray cat bed and fell asleep.

And the bat ball—he ran to the small house that came with the cat climbing frame.

When Joward went to see it the next day, the plush little house with no door was sewn with a cotton door.

Looking at it again at night, the door has been replaced with an iron sheet that opens and closes automatically, and you can only enter with your fingerprints.

Joe Ward looked at this small door with a strange style, which was incompatible with the whole cat climbing frame: ...

...Well, it seems that Batball is a Superhero who values ​​personal privacy.

Joward lay on his cot.He took medicine for his back injury, but it still hurt so badly that he couldn't fall asleep.

In the darkness of the attic, someone seemed to be whispering.He stood up and looked in the direction of the cat climbing frame, where there seemed to be two balls arguing fiercely.

He squinted his eyes and tried to see clearly. Mr. Stark, who had taken off his steel armor, was standing at the door of the small house on the cat climbing frame, talking to the bat ball through a small iron door.

Batball: "BecauseIamBatman."

Tony: "I am Ironman!"

Batball: "...BecauseIamBatman."

Tony: "Iam Ironman!!"

Batball: "BecauseIamBatman."

Tony: "Iam Ironman!!!"

As soon as the little Tony reached out his hand, two smaller armor parts came out from the Iron Man armor placed aside, and they clicked twice to transform into a palm cannon on his right hand.

The Iron Ball man also talked a lot, cursing "IamIronman" in his mouth, and blasting a cannon at the small iron door that he refused to open!

Joward couldn't care less about the pain in his waist: Damn it!

He turned over quickly, and the spider ball, which refused to sleep in his own nest and insisted on sleeping on Joward's body, also rolled down with a whimper.

The war on the cat trellis continues.The small iron gate from which the bat ball was finally rushed flew away, and the black bat ball rolled out of it, no nonsense, and lightly pushed against Tony's chest——

Tony was originally standing on the edge of the platform of the cat climbing frame. Now he has a round body and short legs. His two short hands waved in the air, and he was about to fall down; but his left hand quickly grabbed the cape of the bat ball, and then , the bat ball is like a little girl whose braids were pulled in a fight, and it followed him bouncing and bouncing down the cat climbing frame.

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The timing of his pounce was fairly accurate, one in each hand, and caught the buttocks of the two Q bombs; the butt Q of the bat ball bounced over the head, and bounced out of Joe Ward's hand, and fell on the cat climbing frame on the wooden floor next to it.

Tony, who came to look for something, was quite angry. Seeing this scene, he immediately beamed with joy, and ordered his housekeeper: "J, hurry up and take a picture."

Butler: "Got it, sir."

The Iron Man armor controlled by the butler next to him raised his left hand, snapped a photo of a batcake, and showed it to Tony.

The bat ball in the photo didn't look ugly at all. Even though it was climbing up from the ground with one hand, it still showed the demeanor of a battle-damaged hero.

Tony: "...I really hate him."

The grievances between him and the bat are very deep.

Since Batman hacked into Stark Tower's system for the first time because of his never-ending suspicion, the two have started a long-term hacking war.Either the Bat hacked his artificial butler, or he hacked the Batmobile...

The butler tried to persuade the fight countless times: "You may have overestimated the other party's hostility, sir."

Tony: I don't listen.

Under Batman's response, Tony now does not doubt that the young master is Batman. He believes that he has obtained conclusive evidence that the Batman with broad shoulders, long legs, thin waist and hips was secretly discovered by Bruce Wayne. Nurturing...

As a billionaire, Tony Stark often meets Bruce Wayne at celebrity banquets.When the two sides meet, the scene is very harmonious. The media often sees two boys with smirks shaking hands in a friendly way.

Tony: Didn't expect you to be such a Bruce Wayne!

Bruce: How long is this guy going to bother me?